C35 If You Don't Want to Die Then Scram

The purple-haired hooligan saw that Ren Hua suddenly had backbone, he was no longer the useless gambler who knelt and begged for mercy for the 10 yuan bet, and was very surprised.

The sinister purple-haired hooligan casually picked up a wooden stick and ruthlessly swung it at Ren Hua's head.

Ren Hua stared straight at the purple-haired hooligan in front of him